Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 368 368. Strange Granny

  A total of 30 acres of orchard fields, the cost of installing cameras is not as expensive as imagined.

   It's just that Ulan brought up the words, and Song Tan felt that the six months of hard work were worth it. At least her mother is not as penny-pinching about spending money as she was at the beginning of the year, and she is even willing to spend money on it.

   Next, it shouldn’t be that difficult to persuade her to relax a little and enjoy it, right?

   Step by step, she is very satisfied with her current rhythm.

  However, installing a camera in an orchard is somewhat different from installing a camera at home. You need to learn more about the installation and configuration of the wireless bridge.

   Fortunately, there is still a period of time before the hardest-to-watch peaches ripen, so it is not so urgent now...

  However, as soon as this thought changed, I heard the familiar buzzing of tricycles on the road.

   It’s just that the car drives a little fast, right?

  Song Youde immediately ran to the edge of the yard, and saw that Qiao Qiao had turned to the door smoothly and smoothly, and then angrily got off the car carrying two empty plastic buckets.

   "Sister, someone is stealing on the mountain!"

What? You were talking about stealing things just now, and now someone is here to steal? !

   "Steal what? Steal watermelon?!"

  Ulan got anxious and couldn't wait to rush up the mountain.

  But just as he raised his foot, he sighed again.

  She also knows the ethos in the village, they hug each other very much. And this kind of thing like touching a melon or two is not called stealing at all.

   Just go up the mountain and want to get together in the village, so is it possible to turn them into the bureau?

  If you don't fit in...

   She smiled wryly.

  The village is no better than the outside, and when people turn around to help, they deliberately make trouble, and the loss is not even a little bit.

  This is also a major problem in rural development today.

  She took a deep breath. Although she couldn't think of the long-term future, she had gone through the stakes in her mind in just a few thought changes, so she had to listen patiently to Qiao Qiao—

   "I was about to feed Dawang, when he suddenly ran to the back mountain with a barking sound! Dabai couldn't catch up!"

   "When I went over to take a look, I saw Grandma Zhou in the village standing in front of our peach grove, picking two cowpeas in her hand!"

   He was angry while talking. Ulan breathed a sigh of relief: "Did you just pick two cowpeas?"

   Outside the peach grove, a fence was also set up, and a shelf was built on it. Loofahs, cowpeas, and cherry tomatoes were planted.

   Now the peach forest is densely surrounded, and it is impossible to see what is inside, unless you pass through the special fence gate.

  Keep the keys to the fence gate, but the family has provided two keys. Another one is in the hands of Zhang Wang's family.

  Jojo became even angrier when he heard this!

   "She still wants to pick a lot! She also wants to enter the peach grove! It's just that the king went early and kept calling at her, and I stopped her from entering."

   This is the first time this has happened in the family, and everyone attaches great importance to it. Just ask him:

   "How did you stop it?"

   "Me!" Qiao Qiao was obviously very excited, and said while panting, "I'm just like this—"

  He opened his arms, spread his legs, and firmly made a "big" character: "I will stop her in front of the fence like this. If she dares to approach me, I will ask the king to bite her!"

   After thinking for a while, he added: "Bit her clothes!"

   "Which Grandma Zhou?" Song Tan was curious.

"Who else can it be?" Ulan curled her lips in disgust: "Just your Uncle Mao Zhu's mother! People say that bad bamboos produce good bamboo shoots, and your Uncle Mao Zhu is a good person from the family. Damn, that old lady, Wait for the suspect to be overwhelmed!"

   "Is your surname Zhou?" Song Tan's focus was on the other side.

Ulan nodded: "I came here fleeing famine back then, and I was a child bride for your father Zhou Maozhu. She also suffered a lot when she was young... Now that she is older, everyone is living a better life. Steady, who in the village doesn't respect her?"

   "I just do those **** things every day, I can't even say it."

  Song Tan has an impression: "Qiao Qiao, is it the old lady who spoke badly when I took you to the canteen to buy bubble gum?"

  The old lady probably didn’t have the idea of ​​picking up their family’s stuff, but because she took the king and a few treasures for a walk in the village before, there were rumors that the king ate tigers...

  So the old lady didn't dare to act rashly for a while, right?

   After all, she can play tricks on her superiors, but if she faces a dog that has eaten tigers, if she bites her to death before she plays tricks, who will she ask for compensation?

   "So..." Song Tan looked at him: "You, no, did the king bite Grandma Zhou's clothes?"

Qiao Qiao lowered her head again aggrieved: "I didn't mean to tell the king to bite so badly, but she is too bad. While picking cowpeas, I thought our cowpeas were picked too fast, and none of them grew well. I also went to pick cherry tomatoes that were not red, and the little loofah wanted it too...but she was not short enough, and in the end she pushed me away into the peach forest to look at the watermelon...I won't! I locked the door!"

  His face was flushed with anger, his black hair grew a little longer, and sweat was sticking to his forehead at the moment, looking very embarrassed.

  But what he said was tough:

   "So I told the king that although Grandma Zhou is old and not a good person, she can't be bitten, just bite her clothes to pieces!"

   "The king went to bite."

  Zhang Yanping asked curiously: "Then... how did the king bite her clothes?"

   Now Qiaoqiao lowered his head, his voice was low, and he stretched out his little finger to gesture: "Just a little bite."

A little bit? How big is it?

   Everyone was about to ask again, but saw that there was already a sound of abuse coming from outside the door at noon.

  The cursing sound spread from the direction of the old house, and it became louder and louder in the empty village. I just wish that half of the people in the village would poke their heads out and listen!

   "...feeding the dog every day is smooth and slippery, suffering from plague...with no conscience...and letting the dog bite me, an old lady..."

   Among them, the country slang and the ugly words when swearing made Ulan turn pale with anger!

  Song Tan hurriedly patted her on the back comfortingly: "Mom, you must have suffered from her shouting so loudly!"

   "Come on, come on, don't be angry! Didn't Qiao Qiao say that the king bit her clothes? Let's just see how the clothes are bitten."

  Everyone regained their spirits, tried not to listen to those swear words, and came to the gate together.

   Take a look at the road! But on the road in the distance, a shriveled and thin old lady was walking towards this side with her back bent.

   Wearing a pair of floral polyester loose trousers, only the thigh is left on the left leg.

   Not to mention the upper body, a big **** was bitten directly from the waistline, and the fork was split.

   So much so that while the old lady was cursing, she had to pinch her armpits with her left hand in embarrassment, so that her clothes were not completely messed up.

  Everyone was dumbfounded—just... this is indeed only biting a billion points...

   Don’t think it’s an exaggeration, there are such old ladies in the village (for example, in our village, when you pass by her door, you feel that people want to enter her house. The old lady is very confident in her 70s and 80s)

   Don’t think there are none in the city. Two years ago, an aunt in the same community made a big fuss at the bank because of 3,000 yuan. When the police came to arrest her, she took off her pants—

   I know a lot, just because I am a friend of women, the electronic tree hole...

  (end of this chapter)